He flung the door open and swung Selena around to be carried across the threshold of their bedroom. Roland paused for pictures. Selena needed to see them later. She wouldn’t remember this part. Roland softly laid her on the bed, and sat down next to her.
-Was she a light weight drinker? Was she too exhausted? - Roland raked a hand through his hair. Taking a deep breath, he surveyed the room. The little white pills on the dresser caught his attention. Roland’s handsome features froze. His face turned into a sneer. “Tobias.” He said out loud. His fists clenched at his sides. - His wife had been drugged! His wife! But why? Was she going to refuse him and run? Was she going to break their deal, after he r***d her? Was she feeling too much grief over her father to be happy? Or did she just hat
